'How did it come to this?!' was a question a certain alchemist is asking. Her current predicament is, unfortunately, orchestrated by the person she thrust the most and cause by her through sheer coincidence.
"Alchemist Master Mina, would you mind telling us what is the effect of the so called Agility Potion, or to be exact, what do you mean by agility?" a person asked, a fellow alchemist who took the time to come to her shop to ask her some question, while paying an exorbitant amount of gold coins for her precious time.
"A-agility that the po-potion enhance is how qu-quick someone is, or to be exact, their swiftness in dodg-dodging," she said with some stutter.
While the alchemist though it was because she was asked something and not used to being the center of attention, the alchemist has another problem, one that is close by but cannot be push away.
"I see. What is the difference between Speed and Agility then?" the man asked.
"Speed is how fast a pers-! person can move, in other word, their locomotion with some added benefits in their other movements while agility is more around the nimbleness making some hard manouvre become ea-! easier," she managed to say with less stutter.
"I see. That is all the question I have for now. It is too bad you did not wish to share the method in making such potions. I know many stores, mine included that want to buy the recipe with a very high price. However, I see myself much better and will not attempt their chosen method in getting the potion," the alchemist exclaimed.
"Of course. But this is the work of Alchemist Master Mina. She develop the entire thing by herself. I was lucky to pick her talent and help her in creating this store. As I said to her before, her potion would be a hit," Alros said, having been beside Mina the entire time.
"You have one good eyes, Mr. Edwin. Unfortunately, I am needed in my store, and so does Miss Mina. Though, are there any more time I could schedule similar discussion," he asked, his eyes wishing to gain more knowledge in alchemy.
However, the worst part is how she actually enjoyed indulging in this sick pleasure. She love how she was close to cumming in front of the people, love the feeling of hiding the pleasure she felt from having Edwin teased her body, love the feeling of doing it without getting captured by the costumers.
She especially love when he blatantly teased her body in front of the customers, yet for some reason they did not call her out for it, even when her face was bright red and she put her hands on her mouth to prevent herself from screaming. And while the customers looked at her, they did not even said anything about it though she did imagined them whispering of how much of whore she is.
Not to mention the one time she did cum in front of the customer, though thankfully, she was behind the counter so they would not see the newly form puddle inside the store. The customer had looked and talk to her the entire time, even as she passed from the orgasm waking through her body.
The feeling of being stare by others while climaxing is one she could not describe, though humiliating and degenrating would be enough of a base. She was angry for that one until he apologized to her by fucking her senseless, then all is forgiven.
"So, are you going to be making potion or are we going to do something else?" oh how she want to wipe the stupid smirk of his face. How she want to make him the one who suffer the humiliation she felt.
But, her greatest wish is for him to humiliate her even more, to blatantly do it in front of the customer, showing how much of a slut she is. She want him to fuck her like there is no tomorrow, showing to the others of how much of a bitch she is, his bitch to be exact.
However, she could not said it all out loud due to her pride, though the man in front of her seem to know every degenerate and perverted thought forming in the recesses of her mind.
"Looks like you want something else," he walk towards her, his body and aura domineering and making her feel small and weak.
"Let show how much of cock-loving bitch you are,"